Hi!

I am a twenty-four brown-eyed Aruban wanderer;forever questioning where I'm goingand where I've been. And when I'm not reading,I'm writing. When I'm not writing, I'm reading.

Furthermore, writing has always been myway of captivating a deep thought, grief,lost love, depression and even hatred (sometimes).

Feel free to read and comment on my weird,puzzling, obsessive, reckless and sometimesconfusing poems. It's all about what youinterpret from them that gets me buzzin'!

Thank you and have fun reading y'all.

-Lily Clarisa

Friday, January 17, 2014

Noticed

Noticed

‘’I just want to be noticed!’’
His eyes shift uneasily across her silhouette;
‘’She’ll find out I’m simple.’’
His Index crosses his Middle,
as he shoves them into his pocket.

His eyes inflame the corners of her lips,
‘’Shifty’s staring again…’’
No need to look up to find out who she meant.
‘’What a waste of space. ‘’
The hierarchy is wrong but set in stone;
the voices that don’t matter at all.

‘’Only so-so.’’

Four years later they’ll meet again,

her eyes will find his amongst the graveyard shift.
Her smile will be charged;
his presence will linger.

About Me

Who am I you ask (or totally aren't)?I am a twenty-four brown-eyed Aruban wanderer, forever questioning where I'm going and where I've been.I know how that sounds, trust me, but it's true! And so me.I'm either stuck in the past or trying to foresee my future, with no luck btw.